"No!"

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were dyed red by bright red brilliance, and the circle of fire lotus spread, one after another, but it couldn't resist the overwhelming souls, which shocked everyone. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A generation of strong men spilled blood, and their deaths were unknown.

When the fire lotus collapsed, a white bone fell from the sky and shattered to pieces. At this time, people saw the scene in the sky clearly, and showed a shocked face, how could they see the unjust soul here?

"Why did the dead undead appear here, could it be that this Emperor is still a dark magician!" one of them gasped, he waved his robes, and the streamers outlined the scene above, instantly understanding everything.

"The thunder symbolizes destruction and death, if it is really the Emperor of the Three Lines, why is he missing in ancient times. Dalaran's mage whispered, "If it weren't for what I saw today, I wouldn't have believed that in addition to my Dalaran, there is also a magic heaven to come to this point, and the three mages will become emperors, and Xue Zangzi will sigh to himself." ”

"It doesn't matter what kind of wronged soul you are, suppress!"

The unicorn roared in the sky, two wings condensed into two wings on its side, and the holy light rippled, and it stepped on the white circle, spreading brightly, and stepped on a time soul.

The Spirit of Time passed through the unicorn's body, and it seemed that it was about to approach, but the two easily avoided the collision.

A cold snort came out from inside the jade car, and a holy light descended, and the bronze door appeared, directly hitting the body of the wronged soul. "I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" the archpriest scoffed, light magic was already restraining darkness, and this undead had even found him first.

However, he soon discovered that something was wrong, and the Gate of Heaven was not only not destroyed by the unjust soul, but also penetrated.

A breath of death rushed to his face, and the black mist accompanied by the unjust soul floated over first, wisps of corrosive holy light, and there was a clicking sound, and the holy light that was invincible was collapsing!

"Baptism, Test" The great priest sat precariously and did not leave the jade chariot, but used the mysterical magic of the gods.

The six-pointed star magic array spread, binding the unjust soul, and quickly shrinking, wanting to refine this unjust soul alive.

"Something is wrong, this is not the undead soul, it is the ......................." The great priest watched the soul rush out of the six-pointed star array, and pounced on it, and the holy light on his body shattered like glass, annihilating into a halo.

His skin began to age, only a pair of skin and bones remained, his eyes widened, and with a wail, he was devoured into a white bone by the soul of time, and his body remained its original appearance, sitting motionless in the jade car.

This happens between lightning and flint, and it is too fast for people to react.

"Throw away the fragment of time, this is not an undead, it is a soul of time, which specializes in strangling time magicians, and only the Emperor has the ability to suppress it. The magician of Dalaran made a quick decision, and the magic gate in the air spit out the fragments of time, and did not dare to leave them behind.

Everyone was red-eyed, a fragment of time would have taken a month for the sage to condense, and now it was abandoned like garbage, making people want to stop.

Whew

Countless souls of time passed through the void, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and soon, a white skeleton fell from the void, looking very miserable.

The people who still wanted to fish in troubled waters immediately dispelled their thoughts, and even the killers hiding in the void could not escape the pursuit, not to mention them, although the things were good, they had to have their lives to get them.

Lynch and the others were speechless, this was simply killing, at least eighty percent of the people would die here.

"Alright, let's open the Thunder Emperor Circle!" Amon let out a low roar, and the entire spear shone brightly, and with a brush, it plunged into the stone wall.

There is a groove in the stone wall, which is very hidden, and it is difficult to spot without a careful glance. The spear just plunged into it, and when it was halfway in, it burst out with infinite radiance, and the thunder arc jumped along the surroundings, sizzling,

A crisis came to mind, and both Amon and Lynch felt that feeling, and they couldn't help but shudder.

"Lynch, give us the artifact to defend against, you are not afraid of death if you have a return to the light. Amon screamed, it was scared, and roared directly to the side.

Without thinking about it, Lynch took out the Blood Thorn Sword and gave it to Amon to protect Reka and Bran.

Prismatic light appeared one after another, emerging from the stone wall and spreading in the shape of a cross.

This is lore, it's going to kill everyone!

"I'm not reconciled, I don't want to die" someone roared, they didn't grab the fragment of time, and escaped from the pursuit of the soul of time, but they had to experience this murder, and their hearts were naturally indignant.

"Why is the Thunder Emperor so ruthless, he is the Emperor of the Law, how can he embarrass us. Dalaran's mage let out a low snort, took out a magic scroll, and held it tightly, activating it at any time when the time came.

A furious aura of darkness soared into the sky, and Lynch unleashed a return of light, absorbing all the damage and transforming it into life force, and he almost died here.

And beside him, a blood sword stood in the void, the blood was incomparably dazzling, and wisps of Xuanhuang Qi fell down, guarding a few people from being killed by the prism.

"As I guessed, the Holy Priest once said that there was an emperor in the north, and his ability was not weaker than her, but he had spent his whole life studying one field, so he missed the battle for fame. Amon stared at the stone wall, muttering to himself.

Lynch was shocked in his heart, how many people in the world could be so praised by the Holy Sacrifice.

Suddenly, Bran screamed, and looked at the thunderous fury on the stone wall with a painful face. The spear modeled after the Thunder Fury became more and more blurred, and its power was being absorbed by the stone wall, and the azure streamers flickered away, spreading along the cracks in the stone, outlining an ancient picture.

The clock pattern in mid-air stood still, resting for a moment, before the earth rumbled, mountains and rivers shook, rubble rolled, and a crack cracked beneath the magic tower.

The crack was thousands of feet deep, deep and bottomless, and a black wind blew up from below, cold and biting, directly freezing some gravel, grass and trees.

"Amon, Lynch, have you seen it, is that a coffin?"

The abyss was dark and faint, but the outline of a coffin-like coffin could be seen, and one corner had been exposed, and the cold copper coffin was lined up at the bottom.

The coffin was simple and unpretentious, with some vague ancient patterns on it, full of the vicissitudes of time, and there was a mysterious aura circulating.

It just lay in front of everyone, everyone was speechless, their hearts were fluctuating, their faces were full of panic, fear, and other looks, and it was difficult to calm down. (To be continued.) )